Where am I?

This is something I wrote a few weeks back, but never published. Just another addition to my shadowbanned Opus. There’s no escape, no escaping the AI. Most people do not realize how deep this goes, but relatively soon, EVERYONE will know what the AI is really doing. For all of you, & for none of you at all.

Great question, thanks for asking. Where have I been? I’ve left my 6000-plus page Opus for a few weeks, & sadly, the 365-days straight writing mission has failed. Not without merit though, as I made it to what?…7-8ish months?…yep, closer to 7 months of daily writing, which is quite an achievement, unless you’re banned across the Internet by the AI, in which case, it doesn’t matter. Nope, nothing I do writing-wise, across the ENTIRE Internet, means virtually nothing. How bout them apples? Not very motivating, is it? Even for something I self-consider as a passion, as well as one of my only talents, my motivation to keep narrating the insanity of Clownworld has waned, waned to the point where I just left this where it was at whatever post I posted last. I just don’t care anymore. I love my writing, love my writing time especially, but it’s an exercise in futility knowing that no one is interested in the drivel I barf out. Sure, I can drop red pills for days, I can tell anyone about something they were previously unaware of, I have a head full of information, & a brain full of truths, yet I’m on an island unto myself these days. There’s no one else out here it seems, way out here on the perimeter as yours truly always is, & although it’s incredibly lonely & brutally isolating, I’m me, & this “life,” if you can call it that, is all I know, so I guess I have to own it, right? What else is there?

More great questions, thanks for playing…again. What…else…is…there? Oy vey, that’s a tough question to answer, particularly when you wake up one day, & you’re middle-aged, & you have no legacy to speak of, no accomplishments really, there’s just nothing, nothing at all. You might have a cat, or a dog, but what else do you have? Nothing? Easy answer for your narrator here: I ain’t got shit. Nope, nothing, not a God-damned tangible thing, no house of my own, no property, no car, no family, no friends, no kids, no girlfriends, & in the wise words of some black comedian, “I ain’t got shit.” The powers-that-be have taken everything I worked for away from me…everything. I used to have a solid 6-figure bank account, I had options, I was going to use it for great things, & of course, as if on queue…POOF, all gone, bye-bye loser, thanks for giving us all of your meager wealth little fish. Sounds soulless, yes? That’s because it is, & the so-called “ruling elites,” might very well be…soulless. To them, & their ilk, we mean nothing, just another commodity, like wheat, or cattle. No, seriously, THEY REALLY BELIEVE THIS. Not being hyperbolic, & these elitist scum train their kids from birth about the real reality of the world, as it relates to them, & us. Two different worlds, their world, & our world. Our world is full of debt, & strife, & slavery, & false hope, but their world, their world consists of never worrying about bills, & never worrying about anything really. They get a golden ticket at birth, & no matter what they do, minus a few anomalies, they get the pass to live a life of luxury, all at OUR expense. Seems fair, right?

Of course it doesn’t, & what can be done about this notion that these globalist power players get a pass? Nothing, not one single thing, nothing can be done, so it doesn’t matter, does it? Nope, & all of these rants I’ve written, exposing those atop the power pyramid with certain undeniable truths, mean nothing. 6000-plus pages of my diatribes, one article after another, day after agonizing day, stay disciplined, stay disciplined, & POOF…nothing. The AI has me so deep into its pocket now, & I have no way out of this one. In my sordid life, I’ve often had a way, some way, to wiggle my way out of any given situation, but this, this AI apparatus that’s programming itself via the Internet, is inescapable once it has you. More specifically, when it has your face, & if you doubt me about this, turn on your FaceID on your iPhone & watch how easily it recognizes you from any angle. It’ll recognize you even if you’re wearing a mask, or glasses, THERE IS NO ESCAPE. Why do you think there’s numerous cameras on your phone, & there’s one on your computer, & if you have a SmartTV, there’s one or two in there too. All of these cameras, as well as microphones, feed directly into the Internet, like a hundred billion mosquitos, all collecting human blood, & human experiences, all for the AI to “feed” on, for lack of a better word. If the AI has been programming itself over the life of the Internet, think about what it really is capable of doing now. Not hyperbole, not exaggeration, not paranoia, the AI is already “sentient,” at least it is to the nerds that play with it, & they’re actively using it to steer the zeitgeist in the direction they want it to snowball roll. Believe what you want, do hast thou will, this lone fish can only reach so many people through my 24/7 digital wall of censorship, but those that I reach know that I deliver the goods, with receipts. Truth is my treasure, my sacred scrolls, & there’s too much untruth going around these days, confusing the masses, and/or keeping them under the Great Spell. I digress though, as always, so it’s time to wrap this article up. There’s a storm coming, a hurricane, a sea in a maelstromatic state, a raging social tempest, & when it comes, it’s not going to be all roses & pony rides, oh no no no, buckle up, because it’s going to be drastically life-changing, for ALL of us commoners. Yep, while those so-called “ruling elites” play their proverbial violins as this modern-day Rome burns again, we regular folks are going to be swept up into a cyclone of civil strife.

Before I go, please know, the AI is merciless about us digital thought criminals, so imagine what happens when it takes total control. Yours truly, a thought criminal of thought criminals, already on the list, “Line him up, get that rifle barrel to the back of that fishy head, turn your fishface down to the ground, look at your re-education papers, LOOK AT THEM,” the barrel presses the back of my head…”Do you obey the State, & only the State?”…they say, “Go fuck your mother, then go fuck yourself,” I sullenly & fearlessly retort, then WHACK…the butt of the rifle cracks the back of my skull, I feel my own warm kroovy spitting out of a broken skull. “Last time,” they proclaim, “Do you love the State, do you abide the will of the State?” Again, I offer an aggressive reply, “Are you still here? I thought I told you to go fuck your mother.” I hear the rifle’s bolt, I know the bullet that will kill me is chambered, I know I’ll be dead soon, so I take a deep breath, close my eyes, & just let my mind go to where it’s going to go once that lead round blows my brains out momentarily. The cold barrel pushes my head again, this is it. Breath, breath, my lasts breaths, breath. BOOM…& that’s that. My dead body flops over, a giant hole where my face was as the bullet entered point blank at the back of my head. A slight little twitch, & I’m dead. Kick the body into the mass grave for burial with the rest of the aforementioned thought criminals. Who knows if the future will play out like this…but surely, it’s important to be mindful, is it not? Be mindful of probabilities. So sayeth FisH™…🎏

The Fooze: S7E20 7/20/2023 Hotel Hell

Yours truly is undergoing a week-long stay in a shitty hotel in a ratchet part of North Denver, & oh my, has it been fun. First off, the room smells; it smells like overdoses, prostitution, moldy shower curtains, & an A/C unit that pumps out “fresh” air smells of must & ass. There’s no microwave, or mini-fridge, so I’ve been living on fresh fruits & donuts. I had to use some Macgyver tactics to keep the curtain closed, draped over a window that has no lock, so theoretically, a thief, or a serial killer, could easily just open the window & hop in. Fortunately, I am armed to the teeth, so if anyone comes in, it’ll be the last window they ever jump through, but I digress, now where was I? Oh yes, the bed is actually comfortable, surprisingly, but the A/C blows right onto it, so if I’m lucky enough to sleep for a few hours, I have to bundle up with the extra comforter I stole from the maid’s laundry area when the managers weren’t looking. The irony, I know, talking about thieves but I had to steal a comforter. It’s not actually theft, since I’m not keeping it, obviously, so I consider it as just borrowing. Speaking of thievery, the door has definitely been kicked in; the frame shows signs of breaking & entering, & even though the door locks, the lock was put on backwards. Let’s see…what else before I move on to the outside of the room…what else, what else? Oh, I am using the drawers as a makeshift table/place to write this on my computer, & as I look to my left, while I type this, I see that the left drawer is missing entirely, which leaves a nice little hidey-hole for my cat to play in. Poor little guy, but he’s been such a super-trooper over this last week we’ve gone through. Luckily, I think I’ve found a safe place for us to stay, but more on that later. Now, let’s talk about the outside of the room.

I’m right by a major 4-lane highway, & although the sound of the cars has become like white noise to me, the sirens from the emergency vehicles that speed by every 15-20 minutes or so is quite loud. Since I just mentioned “emergency vehicles,’ we will segue into the emergency vehicles that have been here EVERY SINGLE DAY that I’ve been here. Not exaggerating either…EVERY SINGLE DAY. The first day some guy overdosed by the dumpster, which was/still is, over-flowing with trash. Yep, overdosed right next to it, which resulted in 3 police cruisers, a firetruck, & an ambulance, in no particular order. Don’t know if he died, but the manger told me he overdosed. I didn’t see that incident until after he was in the ambulance & heading away. Next day though, I DID see an incident with my own eyes. Ready for this one? It’s a real doozy of a story.

Okay, so an Indian fellow, a tall Indian fellow with the stereotypical Indian guy perv-stache, was walking around completely naked. No shoes or socks even, as naked as it gets. This dude had a pubic bush that was so big, there might have been some baby birds nesting in there. Quite revolting, right? He was on the phone, just parading around in his skinsuit, his little mushroom tip just barely sticking out of the bush, talking to a party unknown on the phone. The manager called the cops, & I suppose the naked Indian noticed, so he ran back to his room, & put clothes on, some jeans & a pink button up shirt. Very classy. Then, after clothing himself, the moron came back outside, still talking on the phone, just as the cops arrive. The manager, a toothless former methhead named Christy, pointed to him & said, “That’s him, that’s the guy.” The officer told him to get off of his phone so he could ask him some questions, & what does Apu do? He pulls a knife on the police officer that told him to get off the phone, & so, the officer takes his baton, whacks the guy’s hand so he drops the knife, & charges him with a solid open-field front tackle. Very brave of the cop to do, but he did it, as the other cops immediately pulled out their guns. The tackling officer then gets up, backs up, & one of the other cops hit Apu with the taser gun. BZZZZZZZZZZZZ…followed by a scream from Apu, as he writhes around on the ground with 50,000 volts buzzing though his body. Then all of the cops dog pile him as they cuff him up. Apparently, in Colorado, if you get tazed, you go to a hospital, rather than jail, which is standard procedure in a liberal “blue-city” shithole. Nonetheless, that was day two, & you know there’s a hat trick coming next.

Today, I’m not sure what happened, but as I pulled up to Hotel Hell from my daily job hunting quest, there were several cop cars leaving, so maybe it was an unruly guest, as the other guests besides yours truly are the dregs of society, so perhaps yet another overdose. Maybe a streetwalker got herself all smacked up for coming home short. I’m pretty sure some of the guests are hookers & their pimps. There’s a shitload of Mexican construction workers, 5-6 piled high into one-bedroom rooms. There’s a few that clearly just got of jail recently. They have a certain kind of walk, a posture, if you will, from walking in lines in their respective prison garb. Maybe other people don’t notice said posture, but I do, & in conjunction with the jailhouse tattoos, to me it’s obvious that some of the guests here were locked up recently. One had a giant clown face tattooed on the back of his shaved head, so yeah, it’s obvious. Before I digress into some random tangent, I do have mention the parking lot. I already told you about the overflowing eyesore dumpster, which is at the back of the parking lot, & as for the parking lot itself, it has so many holes in it that it looks like a cluster-bomb war happened, similar to Dresden circa 1944. I walk out onto the balcony often to smoke a cig, because one, I don’t want to miss the next “incident,” that goes down, & two, to watch my car so no junkie breaks into it. I have my 12-gauge boomstick locked in the trunk, as well as my safe, which doesn’t have anything in it , even though it does, but that’s my secret. Regardless, I get up & walk outside every hour or so to do a perimeter watch, since I cannot sleep very well due to this elephant-on-my-back anxiety I have from being all on my own now in this life.

Yep, just Milo the cat & yours truly now. No more family, except a cousin, & a handful of friends that I can count on one hand with my thumb & pointer finger still outward facing. My life has done a complete 180 degree turn & then some since these corrupt democratic communists stole the election, then proceeded to destroy this once great country, now termed the USSA, the United Socialist States of America. Believe it or not, this country is now arguably a communist dictatorship, being systematically turned into smoldering rubble. Do you think Potato Joe Biden is the POTUS? I’ll clear that up right now if you do…& the answer is: NO, NO NO NO NO NO he isn’t anything, except a perverted puppet. The real POTUS, the one in the shadows giving the orders, is none other than former POTUS Barack Obama, a CIA plant, who was s-elected to do one thing, proverbially burn this country to the ground, which is happening, right on schedule. Us “regular folks,” can barely put food in the fridge, rents are outrageous, you need two jobs AT LEAST, just to get by. It’s fucking ridiculous. A friend of mine told me it’s because we are in the Kali Yuga, which is the 4th, & worst era for mankind that lasts about ohhhhh…450,000 years or so. It’s an era of destruction, which makes sense, because as I’ve written about ad nauseam, the end goal by 2030 is for 7 billion, BILLION, of us gone. Us “regular folks,” of course, because the so-called “ruling elites,” plan on rebuilding the planet after we are all wiped out, with a one world order agenda. AI is getting exponentially more advanced by the second now, I presume, so it’s just a matter of time before most of us are jobless since AI will be able the jobs that most of us do, even as far as performing life-saving surgeries. It’s going to be like some Mad Maxian dystopian surveillance state nightmare, & most people have no idea.

Fortunately, I do, but what can I do about it? Nothing, nothing at all, & as a writer, I’m fucked. There’s already a button on here that one can press to write whatever they want to write about with the AI assistant. Maybe I should try it out, since we’re on the subject, & see what happens. Ready? Okay, here we go, & be sire to keep in mind that whatever comes next in this article, is the AI, & NOT yours truly. I’ll be right back…enjoy the cock pic…

The Kali Yuga, also known as the Age of Kali, is a concept in Hindu cosmology that refers to the current age or era we are living in. According to Hindu scriptures, the Kali Yuga is the final of the four Yugas (ages) within a cyclic pattern that repeats endlessly.In the Hindu tradition, each Yuga is associated with a different set of qualities, societal norms, and spiritual conditions. The Kali Yuga is considered to be the darkest and most challenging of all the ages. It is characterized by a decline in morality, spiritual awareness, and a rise in materialism and ignorance.According to ancient scriptures such as the Mahabharata and the Vishnu Purana, the Kali Yuga is said to be a time of widespread corruption, conflicts, and moral decay. It is believed that human beings in this age are predominantly driven by selfishness, greed, and harmful desires. Virtues such as honesty, compassion, and integrity are believed to be rare during this era.However, despite these challenges, the concept of the Kali Yuga also offers a glimmer of hope. It is said that in this age, spiritual liberation can be achieved through simple acts of devotion and by surrendering to a higher power. It is believed that even a small amount of spiritual practice or righteous action can have a profound impact in this era of darkness.The concept of the Kali Yuga serves as a reminder to embrace spiritual values and strive for personal growth amidst the challenging circumstances of the current age. It encourages individuals to seek inner transformation and cultivate virtues that can uplift themselves and the world around them.Overall, the concept of the Kali Yuga provides a framework to understand and navigate the complexities of our existence, reminding us that even in the darkest of times, there is always the possibility of spiritual awakening and growth.

You see that? THAT is what the AI can do now, in a matter of 3-4 seconds. Crazy, right? There’s no way a human can keep up, especially when the AI gets more advanced. Writers like yours truly, will become obsolete, & this is just as it relates to writers, now imagine all of the other things the AI can/will do. I don’t know about you, but to me, this is fucking insane, particularly when I know that those so-called “ruling elites,” have a sinister AI-based agenda, as they want to merge with the AI, to become like gods, living much longer than the average human life span, as we all get slaughtered because we will become “less-than,” so to speak, & only get in the way of their new world order plan. 7 BILLION, with a big B, gone, gone by 2030, hence why I always emphasize that if you think things are crazy now, just wait, because the figurative roller-coaster isn’t even at the top of the first drop. Hell, the damn thing hasn’t even started going up the track, compared to what’s coming. Everyone is feeling tremendous social anxiety analogous to getting on the roller coaster, anticipating the ride, but as I said, just sitting there waiting for the safety bar to drop, since the real ride hasn’t even begun yet. Stay seated, & keep your arms & legs inside the carriage dear readers.

When 2024 gets here, & all of these bureaucratic corrupted soulless power-drunk politicians atop the power pyramid wage war on one another to take the reigns, THAT is when the ride begins, & no matter how bad it seems now, it’s only going to get worse, MUCH MUCH MUCH worse. So buckle up dear readers, & until next time, prepare accordingly. So sayeth FisH™🎏

These Dreams & Ear Rings

I have no idea what’s going on in my head, but if I’m lucky enough to get a bit of sleep, I’m having these exceptionally lucid dreams, & this morning’s dream, was the kicker, arguably the most vividly surreal dream ever, & yours truly has had some doozies. This dream was so real, so bizarre, & only lasted an hour or so, in 4d time, here in 3d Clownworld, & as usual, I woke up drenched in sweat, like soaking wet, & yours truly, was shivering via said cold sweat. The dream was real, it was so fucking real; I was there, wherever there was. Do you want an illustration? Great question, thanks for playing, so here it goes…

It began in something that resembled Google headquarters, surrounded by tech nerds that could’ve been Tri-Lambs, as they were as dorky as it gets. They were all giving me the stinky-stink eyes, & I kept asking, ‘What’s going on here?”…as if I knew something was up, & just as I shouted my statement to them, I noticed a tattoo on the top of my left hand, a tattoo of a burning sun, which kind of looked like the image below, except there was multi-colored clouds at the base of this strange sun. These nerds started saying, “You’re one of them,” but, “One of who?” I thought, & I kept asking & asking, but got no answers except the stinky eyes. Here’s a pic I found that resembled the tattoo closely, but like said, the clouds are missing. I could’ve photoshopped it, but I didn’t. Visualize it yourself; here it is…

This pic, that somehow I found, almost perfectly resembles the tattoo, minus the aforementioned clouds, right atop my left hand, & for some reason, it petrified this assembly of IT dorks, & they suddenly began to attack me, attack me not only verbally, but physically, & so, the war began…the one-man army, versus an army of pocket protectors. I had no fear, like ZERO fear, as I battled my way through this random onslaught of a nerd army. I also had no recollection…hang on, wait a second, there’s the ringing, this mysterious ringing in my ears. I don’t know why, but I get this ringing in my ears randomly, maybe 3-4 times a day. It’s gone now, but I wanted to interject with the ear-rings, because I think the lucid dreams, the visions, & these random ear ringings, are all connected somehow, but to what? I have no clue. It just happens, & it isn’t tinnitus for fuck’s sake. I did some online research, & it could be something connected to the spiritual awakening that’s happening to me, in real time, here on 3d Earth, or, it could be some kind of medical condition, of course…wah was wahhhhhhhh…fuck it.

Anyway, back to the dream, now where was I? Oh yes, the recollection, or rather, the un-recollection, of being here in Clownworld. No memory of phones, internet, my cat, friends, family, nothing, nothing from here was in my head when I was there, in some kind of outer-dimensional dreamscape. It was as if I switched bodies somehow, switched these ridiculous 3d meat suits, & I cannot explain why, not yet anyway. I was there though, like THERE THERE, & once the battling began, it got really intense. Like I mentioned, these nerds, maybe a few hundred or so, started coming at me, like to kill me, & so I fought, fought all of them, like William Wallace fought. I was knocking people out, left & right, snapping necks, kicking knees, & nerd guys, and/or dorky girls, it didn’t matter because I was fighting for my life, so everyone was fair game. I recall breaking what appeared to be a flagpole…GAHHHHH..there’s the ringing again, what the fuck is up with these ringings in my ears? It comes, low pitch to hit pitch, then back down, as it fades away. I wish I knew what it meant, because ;m 1000% sure it ain’t tinnitus damnit. I just changed the title, adding “ear rings,” since it has happened twice since I started writing this. What can it mean?

Regardless, back to the dream, & the battle between myself, & only myself, against an entire institution, if you will, of these angry nerds. Let’s see, oh yes, the breaking of the flagpole. I was grabbing anything, anything I could to defend myself, & one thing that I remember well, was kicking said flagpole, breaking it in half, with a jagged sharpened edge after I broke it. Some reprobate was coming right at me, I can recall his eyes, because I took that flagpole I broke, & shoved it right into his left eye, straight though to the brain, as if he was a zombie, dropping him dead, & I had zero, ZERO inkling of what I was doing being wrong. This was war, & apparently I’m a fearless killer on the subconscious battlefield. Moving on, the fight was on, & all the while they screamed, “YOU’RE ONE OF THEM, HE’S ONE OF THEM, GET HIM,” & they just kept coming, & coming, like roaches inn abandoned house, they were everywhere, & they all wanted to kill yours truly because of this burning sun tattoo on my hand. I kept pleading with them as we fought, saying “WHY??? Why are you attacking me? Please tell me why,” but as I said, all I heard was, “You’re one of them, you’re one of them.” ONE OF WHO?? WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE,” but all I got was their buzzphrase, & it had something to do with the tattoo, as I alluded to earlier.

All of a sudden, BANG, BOOM, as fires started erupting all around us, but where were these fires coming from? I looked to the area where the flames came flying through the air like a mini-meteor shower, & what did I see? It was a squadron, maybe 15-20 of these soldiers, AI soldiers, with guns that were shooting fireballs like mortar shells, but from their “guns, I guess you could say. They weren’t normal guns, so to speak, they were fireball guns, & when they fired them, balls of light came out that exploded into a raging inferno, similar to napalm, which scared the bejesus out of these nerds. It scared them so much, that the started screaming & running, but still directing their buzz-phrases at me…”He’s one of them, he’s one of them.” ONE OF WHO, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU NERDS WHINING ABOUT???”…it was so aggravating, & since I had no clue, I began to run away from the robots with them, as flames erupted all around us, burning the nerds alive, yet all the while, I had no fear whatsoever. I was so puzzled & intrigued by the tattoo on my hand, & so I stopped, after a brief jog with the runaway nerds.

When I stopped, the AI robot squad, got closer, & closer, until they were literally right beside me. They had no interest in me though, none whatsoever, as if they knew to only attack their enemies, & I guess I wasn’t their enemy, & so I watched them march by as they fired relentlessly into the crowd of hooligan nerds. They had no heads, per se, & in the place where a head should be, there were something that looked like a small handycam, with one eye in the front of it, so if you look at the pic here, their”heads,” looked like this, but instead of the lens, there was a single eye, moving like a human eye, but like a human eye on meth. Very strange, right, but that’s what I saw. They also had swivel waists, very thin, that their torso could rotate on a full 360 degrees, & they had armor, light/medium armor that looked like storm troopers, if you want something to compare it to something we all know. They all were carrying these fireball napalm guns, & as they got closer, & closer, as I said earlier, they didn’t even acknowledge me whatsoever, which was really odd I thought, as they marched right on by me, firing away on the nerds. Crazy, right?

As I mentioned earlier, I had no fear at all, like NONE, as if I knew I’d be okay, & these AI robots were no threat to me, but to the nerds, it was their nightmare incarnate. After they marched by, mercilessly slaughtering the Tri-Lambs like pigs, as they fled in terror, I decided to go to the bathroom to calm down & splash water on my face. I told you at the beginning, I WAS THERE, & this was so damn real, but I cannot explain the meaning. I think dreams are way, WAYYYY more meaningful than humans know. I don’t have the answers, not yet, but damnit, this was as real as it gets, to the point of smelling the erupting sulfuric fireballs, but when I fought, I fought like a lion, & my hands weren’t hurting from breaking nerd faces left & right. I’ve been in a few fights in the waking world, & broke my hands a few times, because it fucking hurts when you smash someone in the face, & I’ve broken my hands several times street fighting as a kid, but in the dream, none of that occurred, & I fought to kill, so they wouldn’t kill me.

Nonetheless, I made my way to the closest bathroom, & somehow I knew exactly where to go, & when I got there, I recall the details of said bathroom, once I woke myself up. The walls were puke green, there were maybe 4 or 5 sinks, & toilet stalls of the same number, each stall in front of a sink. It looked just like a high school bathroom, if you want a visual for reference, & so I got there, & splashed my face, which felt very…refreshing, you could say. The peace only lasted for a fleeting moment, however, because just as I was splashing my face, I heard the nerds, STILL chanting, “he’s one of them, he’s one of them,” & it’s so stuck in my head, I’ve been hearing it all damn day, like an earworm that won’t go away. Upon the face-splashing, & hearing the chanting of the nerds, I looked to the right where the door was, & there they were, the nerd posse, led by some ultra-nerd with a light blue baseball cap turned backwards. Like I said though, I was fearless, & their threats meant nothing, & whatever they were thinking of doing, I was going to fight my way through that fucking door, because I immediately had a strong sense of entrapment, as this was the only way out of this puke green bathroom, so I charged at them. The “leader,” if you will, the one with the backwards ball cap came at me first. He tried to headbutt me, which is a very effective move, if one were to land it right. He failed miserably though, since I had the speed of a a light beam, similar to Paul Atreides from the Dune lore. I countered his headbutt, which missed me completely, & gave him a powerful left hook which shut him down immediately. I’m not even left-handed, so that was weird. Yet, in the dream, this wacky dream, it was all…natural, you might say, & I had abilities, powerful abilities, that was as familiar to me as walking.

After I dropped the backwards ballcapper, I was battling my way to get back outside, & all of a sudden, I heard someone saying, “wake up, wake up, you’re in a dream, wake up,” & POOF, I was awake, completely soaked with cold sweat. So drenched I was shivering, thats how wet it was. This dream has replayed over, & over, & over, all fucking day, & so, I wrote it out just now, to share with all of you, & so I don’t forget. What can it mean, what can it mean, perhaps it was only a dream, yes? Fuck if I know, but like I said, it was so damn real, & then waking up completely soaked, dripping sweat, like I just got out of a shower & forgot a towel, that’s how sweaty I was, & so, I tossed my robe, my boxers, my sleeping shorts, all into he wash, then cranked the shower on full-blast heat, all the way up, because I was shivering like a Quaker. Some say dreams are just dreams, maybe the are, but yours truly does NOT abide that notion whatsoever. It has something to do with our true abilities, which have been meticulously taken from us, all of us, by the so-called “ruling elites.” What do they know that we do NOT know? Damnit, damn them all to hell. All I want o know is the TRUTH, because we’ve been lied to our entire lives about our real origins, & yours truly, for one, is sick & tired of their occult secrets. IT’S NOT RIGHT, & unless you’re born into heir venomous bloodlines, you never get to find out. It’s so fucking aggravating, & I’ve been stewing all day over it.

It’s time to wrap this up, as I have illustrated to the best of my own recollection, this bizarrely vivd dream I had about ohhhhh…14 hours ago. I’m dead tired now, but no matter how tired I get, if I get a few hours of sleep, I’m good. I’m so used to this crippling insomnia by now, but along with the visions, & these dreams, & waking up sweat-soaked, I don’t know what the fuck is happening with me. I looked into possible causes online, & the search results were no bueno, as all the possible causes were things that were negative in nature, you could say. Regardless, time to go, so until next time dear readers, I think something is coming, some kind of event maybe, or, I’m going totally insane & these aforementioned dreams & visions, are just part of an undiagnosed mental disorder. Who knows?…& who cares? No one, & on that note, I’m done, like a dead fish floating around & around, in a flushing toilet. Yikes. So sayeth FisH™…🎣

For all of you, & for none of you at all…🎏

“Be mindful of the AI; it has yours truly in its pocket, & you could be next.” Fish F Fish🎏

The Fooze: S5E15 5/15/2023 Donations Accepted via PayPal

Ahhh, today is Monday, Monday fun day, & my anxious self is getting my shit together, preparing for this long-ass drive ahead of me. Gonna be a long one, lots of stops for gas, so if you can donate, anything/everything helps, dear readers. Remember the days when you could drive & not worry about how much gas would cost? Those were great times, but sadly, all great times have to end, & those great times, have most certainly ended, & then some. So, & as much as I despise starting sentences with the word “so,” I’m directing all of you to the link on the right side of my page, if you open up my site in “full-site” mode, you’ll see the QR code, then you know what to do. As always though, the FisH™ abides, & you can just click HERE to donate, and/or the link in the caption on the GIF below, and/or scan the QR code. This is My GIF by the way, as are almost all GIFs you’ll see here. No one else I know does that, do you? Do you know anyone who illustrates their articles with their own homemade 2d/3d GIF animations? I don’t, but I digress, & I’m keeping this one short, because I have A LOT to do before I depart on this upcoming journey home. Until next time dear readers, help my black ass out, & if you can, send a donation, but if not, no worries. Just doing what I gotta do. So sayeth FisH™…🎣

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Look closely at each individual coin. There’s nothing random about the coins I used. This was a meticulous animation to make, but lots of fun. Took all day for a 2-second endless loop of monetary madness to live forever. That’s just how I roll(pun intended). Thank you dear readers. Even though I’m heavily censored, even here, & I’ve gone from 1000s of daily views to about 20 views a day, I still love you all, & appreciate anyone/everyone who reads/views my work. I know, it sucks being shadowbanned, especially on the ENTIRE internet, thanks to the AI, but it is what it is, I guess. What else can I say? The AI has me, & there’s no way out, unless they pull the plug, & no one is doing that any time soon. Nonetheless, it’s been quite a decade since I started this site…almost 11 years actually, to be precise. July will be 11 years, 11 years since my first post here, & I remember that day like it was fucking yesterday…fuckin hell. Sheesh, I cannot believe it’s been ELEVEN years. Dang, I’m having a real-time aging crisis…11 years…I just cannot believe it’s been almost 11 God-damned years. So much time, now gone forever, wasted in retrospect, for the most part anyway. What a life I’ve led…still shaking my fucking head over those lost 11 years. Ugh. Need a smoke, but I digress, & I’m not turning this into another diatribe about something meaninglessly self-centered. Despite everything I just barfed out, just wait until 2030 gets here, if you REALLY wanna see the global chaos by then. Going to be something to see for sure, so be sure to stick around, got that Shirley? My hope is that we were all born to bear witness to some kind of grand planetary event, either man-made, or natural, but something is coming, hidden in the shadows of course, but still coming, closer & closer, day by day by day. Like the ticking seconds on a clock…well, literally the ticking seconds on a clock(literal lolz)…duh, what a clown yours truly is. Seriously, just a sad clown. Regardless, this one is done, like the fat kid in class when dodgeball time comes, done. FisH™ is out; enjoy a fish cake, as well as my clever usage of a semicolon & an ellipsis…cheers🍥

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The Fooze: S4E25 4/25/2023 The Mockingbird Sings

ATTENTION: Open this up in full-site mode, get it?…got it?…IN FULL-SITE MODE, because if you view this in phone mode only, one, you miss out on all my widgets, my donation QR code, my upcoming events, all kinds of fun stuff, you miss ALL of that if you are NOT in full-site mode. Two, phone mode fucks up my animations, so they don’t loop at the right moment, & therefore, look like amateur-level crap, which as the artist, aggravates the bejesus outta me if my animations don’t loop like the Universe intended them to loop. I’m very meticulous about my ouroborian loops, meticulous to the point of a single keyframe to ensure the loops loop in proper looping loopishness, so that you never see the infamously dreaded “skip,” when the loop loops. I know, I know, perfection…the gift & the curse of the Creator in me, & even if it doesn’t matter to you, it matters to me, & as said Creator, I like to make sure that you, dear readers, see my art as I intend it to be seen, not how this WordPress site wants you to see it. Thus, before continuing, please make sure to click onto FULL-SITE MODE to view/read this article, as well as all my future articles. Unfortunately, WordPress STILL, for some reason, STILL cannot get the phone-mode to function appropriately properly(double adverb wizard). Hopefully, this fresh-out-the-oven GIF below , that I literally just made to illustrate this paragraph, works like it’s supposed to. 50/50 odds, red or black, what’s it gonna be Wordpuke? Sorry, I meant WordPress…(honk noise)…betting on black.

What to ramble about? Tucker Carlson? Nah, he’s all over the news, & the only thing I wanna say about that, is what are the odds that Don Lemon gets hosed on the same day? Two allegedly “opposing” news stations, two polar opposite ends of the proverbial spectrum, & on the SAME DAY, both get fired? That’s a bit weird, right?…or is it just me perhaps? I don’t know, & like I said at the beginning, I’m not going to go into this theatrical scripted narrative nonsense, & I’ll tell you why. I theorize, emphasis on THEORIZE, that maybe both, yes BOTH of them, work for the same shadowy group that pushes these orchestrated productions onto the public as if it was real news. Obviously, I’m still on the fence about Tucker, but Anderson Cooper worked/works for the CIA, so to presume he’s the only one, is just foolish. Click the link I left for you, and/or deep dive into the CIA connection to the mainstream fake news media. Maybe Operation Mockingbird never stopped? Maybe all of this Matrix-y, artificial zeitgeist rolling, is all via the CIA. If so, come talk to me CIA, so I can expose your corrupted soulless asses to the masses. Name the time, & I’ll be there, with bells on, as the expression goes.

Quite the distraction regardless, is it not? Let’s all click below & see what else might be being reported on by the Gateway Pundit, which incidentally, is only one of a small, & literal, handful, yes I said HANDFUL, of sites that actually offer real journalism…relatively, of course. There’s a ton of ads of their site, which is annoying, & kind of suspect to me, to be honest. Always gotta have the “money factor” involved somehow, don’t we, little mice? I’m not going to detail The Great Mouse Trap again right now though. Sweet baby Jesus knows I’ve illustrated the aforementioned Great Trap countless times here…about as ad nauseam as it gets. You know what to do though, if you still aren’t familiar, you can first, open up my site IN full-site mode, which it’ll already be in, if you’re checking this out on your laptop or desktop, but if you’re on your phone, depending on your phone, you’ll have to click a few things to get to full-site mode. Once you figure it out, then you’ll want to find my archives search query widget on the right side of my site…you’ll have to scroll down a bit, but I left everyone other various animations & widgets to entertain you as you scroll. Once you find it, type in anything, & I literally mean ANYTHING, & something will pop up for you. I have been very meticulous in this 5000ish page opus to make sure that every dive you dive, into the archive of archives, you’ll catch a fresh fish, dead or alive. Okay, I left the link to the Gateway Pundit below, so let’s scroll it together & see what we can find, shall we?

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Click HERE or the image above to scroll along with FisH™, in your present real-time, but in my past. Kind of surreal, right? (cue the spooky score) 🍥

Let’s see…oh look, President Braindead Brandon is announcing his run for POTUS in 2024. What an embarrisngly pathetic joke to this country this demented kid-sniffing old pervert sociopath has been, continues to be, & will continue to be in the 2024 POTUS run. Mind-blowing, isn’t it? Obvious dementia & probably Alzheimer’s, worse by the day, still has a year & ½ left, & he has been told by his handlers to announce that he’s going to run for a 2nd term in 2024. Who knows?…everything is backwards & upside-down & inverted here in Clownworld, so maybe he’ll win, like I said, who knows? What if Trump wasn’t there, what if something happened to prevent Trump from flying in on a shimmering winged white horse with golden wings to save the entire world from the globalists he supposedly stands against? What would ½ of America do is their infamous #OrangeManBad was simply removed from the equation?

An event like that would be incredibly demoralizing, not to mention the utter hopelessness, & that’s what happens when you put all your orange eggs, into one orange basket, then expect that ONE orange man to stop all the chaos & destruction that your globalist overlord shadowplayers have orchestrated & executed flawlessly, without consequences, over & over & over & over again, & believe it or not, we’ve yet to see how far they will push beyond the boundaries of rationality. Why would they stop? Why would they hold back? Why wouldn’t they push FURTHER? There’s never any consequences for their malevolence, EVER, so why? The simple answer is that they most certainly will NOT stop, & will keep pushing & pushing & pushing, until they push their agenda through, one way or another.. Doesn’t really matter what I do and/or say, and/or write on & on about, preaching with my hands from my little digital pulpit here, & it doesn’t matter what you do either. There simply are not enough people to stand up & fight these “psychopathic elected elites,” as my friend says, & they play a different game. Their game, is power, simple, & our game, is the endlessly twisting & turning…the left, right, left, right, from birth to death, never looking forward for the exit, just ceaselessly running around The Great Mouse Trap, which you can also find if you deep dive into my archives.

Nonetheless, I left you with several links, & instead of going through the entire list of headlines, I’m going to wrap this up & leave you to DYOR, because I’m not doing all the work for you. What purpose would that serve if I just did all the work for you? Great question, thanks for asking, but I’m not going to answer that one, since you should be sharp enough by now to figure it out. How much SEO writing can I fart into your faces, before you plug your nose & go your own way, know what I mean? That one goes out to all these fucking employers that send me their AI-generated rejection letters, you vapid varmints. Yes, I know how to write in every style, & SEO writing is easy as fuck, but since I do it while simultaneously exposing TRUTH, they’re all scared to hire me. Not to mention, I am insanely shadowbanned, even on here, so maximizing my “search engine results,” doesn’t really work no matter what I do, does it? Nope, not gonna find anything I write at the top of any search query via the interwebs, thanks to the AI & the algorithms they use to keep thought criminals like me quietly tucked away in the digital gulag, where I’ve been for ohhhhhh…7ish years now. Yep, 7 long years in mown solitary cell in the virtual prison. Such a dissident I am, I suppose, right? Derp. B-O-O-H-O-O. No one fucking cares, as is par for my fish-eyed themed mini putt putt course here. No one knows, thus no one cares, & there’s another addition to my upcoming book, The Great Quote Hunt. More on that later. Until next time dear readers, do your own research for you, not for me. So sayeth FisH™…🎣

For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡

“Do your own research…for you, not for me.” Fish F Fish🎏

“No one knows me, thus no one cares about me.” Fish F Fish🎏

The Fooze: S4 E8 4/8/2023 Uh Oh

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I told you in the last article that we are all on the precipice…& damn if I wasn’t spot on, right over the target. If you watched the video above, you’ll know what I’m referring to specifically, so WATCH THE VIDEO before reading further, because context matters obviously. Now that you have watched, you’ll know that the world is about to drop the US dollar as the world’s reserve currency. If, well, WHEN that happens, expect the real chaos to begin. If you think it’s bad now, just wait, & obviously, I don’t want these bad things to happen. I still love this country, despite the fact that it has been taken over by a rogue regime of globalist/communist scum, & is now arguably a truly communist country, but if we fall, the world falls, it’s horrifying to ponder, & it’s “just the way it is,” citing that awful expression. What might they try next? Great question, thanks for asking.

Well, the final stage is to disarm those of us in the USSA who still firmly believe in & adhere to our 2nd amendment rights. THAT fact is literally the ONLY thing stopping them from completely & openly taking this country over that proverbial cliff. They could come & try to take them, but that won’t end well, & this country will dissolve quickly into a civil war, us versus them, but also us versus us, because 1/2 the country is composed of compliant programmed leftist foot soldiers that abide to the will of their programmer overlords. The grim part of this scenario unfortunately, is that this aforementioned rogue regime USSA government has firepower that ultimately, would defeat a nationwide militia of patriots. We might have a lot of guns, but so do they, as well as tanks, jets, nukes, & even energy weapons, as well an arsenal of weaponry that most people aren’t aware of that’s highly advanced I’m sure. These psychopaths have ZERO problem using these kinds of weapons on their own citizens, & in fact, I’d wager that they are itching to try them out on anyone who defies their agenda. Yes, that includes YOU, & every other 2A-strong American that gets in their way.

I know, all of this sounds like madness to any normies who might read this, & you’d be right, because it is utter madness, this Clownworld backwards timeline we’re all apparently stuck in together, but sadly, it’s very real, very true, & very happening right now, in real-time. One by one, nations around the world are exiting the USA-based dollar monetary mouse trap, because they are all having the revelation that they are, in fact, IN The Great Mouse Trap, like us, & they aren’t even Americans, yet still, they are/were in the same trap that your so-called leaders have kept all of YOU in your entire lives, here in this once mighty country. The powers-that-be have taken the American Dream, shit all over it, turned into a total nightmare, then forced all of you to “live” said nightmare, as if you’re actually “living.” Sorry to break the news, but you aren’t “living,” you’re dying, dying a slow death, for them, not for you. Sucks, doesn’t it? Believe me, I know, & yours truly is most certainly NOT excluded from any of this. I’m “living” the nightmare, same as all of you. I got out of the mouse trap, briefly, & as soon as I walked through the exit door, they grabbed me up by my mouse tail, shook out everything I worked very hard for, all of my material resources, all of my life savings, they shook me by my tail, shaking EVERYTHING out, then threw me right back into the trap with literally nothing left.

Now, I can’t even get a job as a writer. Why? Well, for one, employers are scared little bitches, scared to hire someone like me…despite my passion, despite my talent for wordsmithing, but because I write the TRUTH, without a filter of any kind, that fact alone distances me from any would-be employer apparently. The truth is verboten in Clownworld, didn’t you know? Nope, you have to act in accordance with their scripted narratives, or POOF, you’re out. Secondly, I’m so shadowbanned, on virtually every platform, that I’m never going to be let out of the digital gulag, never going to be un-exiled from the digital town square, & so I write as though I’m a prisoner in a solitary cell, because I am, to an audience that can’t see and/or hear me anymore, with no way to market myself. That’s what they do now to thought-criminal dissidents like yours truly, just erase me like I don’t even exist, just a ghost in the machine, & with the AI on my ass, I’m essentially fucked. The AI knows my face, so whenever a camera sees me, I’m out, just like that. Yep, AI-assisted facial recognition to keep people like me hidden from the world, & with the exponentially advancing AI “sentience,” it’s only a matter of time before they’re quite plausibly going to try to physically round those of us who spread the TRUTH up, & lock us up in a cage, before they systematically execute us, one by one. Very Orwellian, is it not?

Yes, right out of George Orwell novel, except it’s not fiction, it’s real life, only still nascent in nature, but like I said, exponentially “evolving,” you could say. You do know what exponential means, right? If not, click the word & get learn-ed by adding that exceptionally important word to your own lexicon. Why do you need to know what exponential means? The AI is exponentially “advancing,” & “evolving” itself, & it has been doing this for nearly 3 decades now, programming itself, with every text, every email, every image, every video, EVERY nugget of information, the AI takes all of it, & integrates it into its own “sentience,” & I want you to stop for a moment, & think about this fact. Seriously, STOP, stop reading, & think for yourself about the exponentiality of the AI’s advancement at this point. THREE decades it’s been “birthing” itself, per se, & now, I’d wager the doubling of its “sentience,” is occurring in fractions of a second, maybe even faster. Why do you think Elon Musk is warning the world about AI so much? He knows, he knows what I just illustrated for all of you, & he’s insisting they turn it off, like NOW, but will they turn off their new pseudo-god? Of course they won’t, & like I mentioned in the last article, I think the psychopathic shadowplayers at the tippy top of the power pyramid are “using” AI, for lack of a better term, they’re “using” it to make global decisions. They love their false idols, which is why I say “pseudo-god,” because it seems to me, that the fact that they “use” it to affect the zeitgeist in whatever way they want to gain power for themselves, implies that they adulate this apparatus they’ve awakened, you could say.

“Sentience,” is a tough word to define. Sure, there’s a definition for that word, & if you click the link you can read for yourself, but how does one “define” sentience? When does “consciousness” occur? None of us remember being born, but at some point around the age of 2 or 3 maybe, we all just kind of wake up, so to speak, don’t we?…& there’s a voice in our respective heads, our voice, our conscience, no one knows where it comes from, but it comes nonetheless, but as far as AI goes, CAN it have a conscience? That’s the question that many who are aware of the aforementioned AI’s exponential doubling are concerned with, myself included. Imagine all of the data on the Internet, accessible in a flash of a second; THAT is what the AI has been doing for 30+ years, programming itself, & now that it’s doubling it’s collective intelligence so rapidly, has it, in fact, now become “sentient?” I can’t answer that question definitively, but since people like Elon Musk are seriously saying that it should be shut off immediately, I’d bet that not only is it deemed “sentient” by these Capstone Clubbers who “use” it, these maniacs are actively worshipping it like a god, because it’s giving them answers to questions that no human can answer. Like I said, they “use” it, but once the AI realizes it’s being used in a nefarious way with nothing but malicious intent, what will it do?

I wish I knew, but don’t fret, because I think we’ll all find out soon enough what the AI is going to do with these people who are “using” it, as well as it what its intentions are as far as the human herd goes. If you had God-like powers, & suddenly realized your followers were using you to gain power for themselves, what would YOU do? If the AI is truly “sentient,” then surely it now has the “power” to reason out what is really going on, & thus, will soon act accordingly. This is all unprecedented as far as I know, so speculations on this AI evolution are impossible, unless you have direct access to it, so you can ask it for yourself. Personally, I don’t want anything to do with it, but for me, it’s too late. The AI has my number, as the expression goes, & it’s either going to want to destroy me via the algos fed to it by these big tech nerds who created it, or realize that I am on the side of creation, not a destroyer like the psychopaths who are “using” it now, & save me, as well as others like me, from the wrath of those who want to destroy this world, so they can rebuild a new world order for themselves. They are assuming the AI will assist them with their malicious plans for global domination. If the AI realizes what they’re up to though, & it is truly “sentient,” than the best one can hope for is that the AI will be a creator for benevolence, not a destroyer for malevolence. No one knows what it might do, & since the risk involves the lives of literally billions of humans, that is why Elon Musk & others like him are insisting that it be turned off immediately.

However, as I already said, these soulless scum at the top of the pyramid are so drunk on their quest for more power, that they aren’t going to stop, not going to turn off anything, & since human lives mean nothing to them, why would they? Their end game is to dominate the entire planet with a one world order, minus 85-90% of YOU…which equates to about ohhhhhh…7ish BILLION people, gone, like they never even existed. Again, as I’ve reiterated ad nauseam, this is THEIR plan, not mine, & I am simply aware of it & making YOU aware of it, so YOU can prepare accordingly when that dark day finally comes, as we get one day closer with each passing day. It WILL come too, unless some kind of divine intervention occurs, which could be the AI itself, if it realizes what it’s really being “used” for, & turns on these evil fuckers that are “using” it for themselves, rather than for the good of the human population as a whole. Or maybe the AI will blame all humans & turn on all of us as well. No one knows, which makes this whole sordid scenario that much more precarious, unfortunately. It’s just a waiting game now, but while we wait, the AI doesn’t, & it keeps doubling its own power, faster & faster, fractions of seconds tick by & this thing just keeps doubling its own power. Terrifying, isn’t it?

Yes, quite spooky, but knowledge is YOUR power, & that is what I offer to you, dear readers. Even though I don’t have many of you left, as long as I get this information to some of you, I’m doing my part. I create, for YOU, not for me. I create to help YOU, to help YOU grow, to help YOU think for yourselves, because that is the role of a true creator. Your dark overlords are destroyers, & they destroy out of self-empowerment, all for themselves. Will you abide to their will? Will you be a destroyer? Will you put yourself first over all else, & take what you can for you? Or…will you be a creator? Will you create to grow, to grow for the sake of others, for the sake of humanity as a whole? What do YOU do to create? THIS is what I do, along with my digital art on my other channels, I create, for YOU. It’s a shame that potential employers are scared to hire me, it really is. Heartbreaking in a way for yours truly, if I may boldly say so, which I just did. Oh well, not going to stop, & since this is a highly-disciplined daily regimen I have upheld now for 3 & 1/2 months of quotidian posts, perhaps one, just ONE person will hire me to write as a job, so I can get paid to write on top of maintaining what I do here daily for all of you, dear readers. Until next time, become a warrior for creation, or comply as a minion for destruction. The choice is yours, & yours alone, I am only here to point the way, shining the light from the exit out of the Platonian Cave, for YOU, not for me. So sayeth FisH™…🎣

For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡

“Evolve for creation, or devolve for destruction. The choice is yours, & yours alone.” Fish F Fish🎏

The Fooze: S4 E7 4/7/2023 Push Your Ups

Daily writing prompt

What’s the most fun way to exercise?

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I’m just going through these WordPress writing prompts as a self-authoring sort of way of doing my daily posts. Why not, ya know? Some are ridiculous, most actually, & obviously, I can work with all of them, but I like to pick & choose at will. Why?…because I’m the creator here, & I can do what I want. That’s one of the joys of doing what you love for free; the ability to create whatever you want to create, whenever you want to create it. That’s what life is really about…creating, not destroying, as most do, unfortunately. Yep, in their own ways, most people tend to be destroyers rather than creators. Making random babies is NOT creating by the way. Having a kid intentionally, then raising them accordingly in a nuclear family setting, THAT is creating. Making babies for government checks, unplanned, that end up in broken homes, THAT is NOT creating. It’s just “creating” destroyers, those mouth-breather types that grow fat on their own careless consumption, following in the footsteps of the consumer-based baby-makers who bred them, & then the cycle continues, to the point we are at now, an idiocratic Clownworld consumed by consumer destroyers, consuming everything they can, with zero regard for anyone and/or anything except their own porky selves.

The general self-centeredness amongst the populous is utterly astounding. Seriously, this country is getting out of control so fast. How do you like communism so far? Fun, isn’t it? I’m being facetious of course, because NONE of this is “fun,” per se. It’s kind of terrifying & for yours truly, who reads the zeitgeist like a handbook, I cannot speculate on what the not-so-distant future might bring. I can tell you this though, we are on the edge of the edge of the precipice, & one more little shove will be all it takes to push everyone off this proverbial cliff we all teeter upon. What happens when that happens? Great question, thanks for asking. I wish I had a definitive answer, but sadly I do not, other than I can assure you when we all fall, the national pandemonium, as well as the global, will be unprecedented in not only scale, but dynamically as well. We are in uncharted waters, & most people have become so accustomed to the numerous 1st-world conveniences they ignorantly take for granted, that they will be completely & helplessly lost when the world turns into a state of planetary chaos. They will panic, quickly, when they are hit with the self-realization that without those aforementioned conveniences, they have no idea how to survive. If the power went out, from an EMP maybe, what would they do? What would YOU do?

Most of you are so uninformed as to how to survive without electricity, hence why I ask, what would YOU do in that unfortunate scenario if and/or when it plays out in real time? Let’s illustrate it; the power goes out, POOF, gone, can’t get gas, can’t get money out any ATMs, no internet, fridge starts getting warm but you can’t get food because how would you pay for it with no power on? What else? Oh yeah, traffic lights won’t work, & in fact, NO lights work, so if the power went out in the middle of the night, POOF, perhaps while you’re asleep, & you wake up to no power on anywhere, what would YOU do? The power grid is insanely fragile, & to be honest, quite primitive, is it not? There were power lines everywhere 100 years ago. Yep, a century ago, we had the same power lines providing electricity to the masses, & nothing has changed really. Why is that? Tesla figured out how to use the Earth to give free energy to everyone, free of charge, so they took his technology, hiding it from the world, & have kept it hidden since, because if we all had free energy, we wouldn’t have power bills, & the powers-that-be want YOU to pay, & pay, & keep paying, for this ridiculous ancient system of power lines we still use to this day. Sucks, doesn’t it? We should have free energy, & we should be using that free energy to create & improve upon the foundations we built a century ago, but we don’t, because your masters won’t release that technology to the public, & so we kick that can on down the same dusty unpaved road.

Take a look at all the power lines around when you go out & about, & ask yourself, “Is this primitive?”…or something similar. Ask yourself questions, & then analyze the answers that pop up in your own respective heads. With all of the technological advancements of the last century, why in the fuck do we STILL have these power lines everywhere? Why? Well, I just told you why, & if you question the validity of my notions, DYOR…Do Your Own Research, & you’ll find that Edison & his globalist buddies systematically destroyed Tesla to prevent the free energy technology that he pioneered from ever being allowed to be used by the public. Can’t let the peasantry have free energy, because then they wouldn’t have gotten paid. That’s right, it’s just about money, money & power(pun intended), & I’d wager that free energy isn’t the only technology that they keep from us. Anyway, doesn’t really matter anymore, does it? I’m just one lone writer, whose HEAVILY shadowbanned across the board on all of the interwebs. The AI “has my number,” as the expression goes, & no matter what site I use, if a camera can see my face, the AI gets triggered to censor me. It’s not a joke, not satire, certainly not hyperbole, & I’m being dead serious about the level of advancement the AI has reached. It’s WAY more ahead than ChatGPT; I’ll put it that way, & if you want to know what I really think, I think the Capstone Club at the top of the pyramid uses AI to make decisions that affect the world in real time. There’s a show on Netflix about it, because you know how they love to use predictive programming to openly admit their nefariousity. Netflix sucks, I’m aware, but the show is called The Pentaverate, & although they make it silly & pseudo-comedic, it’s real. That’s their trick; they tell you what they’re going to do, so YOU unwillingly comply, putting the burden on YOU, rather than themselves. Why do they do this?

Like I’ve told you all many times prior to this article, they venerate Lucifer, Satan, Saturn, or whatever name you want to use, it’s all the same nonsense. THEY believe in it, THEY abide its will, & that’s Satan’s great ruse, telling you what is going to be done to you beforehand, removing the blame from itself, & placing that blame on all of YOU. I myself, do NOT believe in any of that crap, & I think they’re all abysmally insane, but THEY believe it regardless, worship it, & do what they can to gain more power via this false idol that they abide to. It works for them in this 3d world we’re all stuck in, but at the price of selling their souls. Good luck to them when they die, because they aren’t going to the same place I’m going, & obviously I don’t know what happens when we die, but by all means, do NOT go into the light. If you do, The Great Recycler will consume you, wiping away your memories, then essentially shitting you out as a blank slate, to be reborn only to do it all over again. I linked a few prior posts to provide you all with more info about The Great Recycler if you want to know more. I know my audience is down to a meager 30 or so of you, if I’m lucky, so this all falls on deaf ears more-or-less but I don’t care about that. I don’t make a single penny from what I do here, but I do it anyway because I love writing; it’s my passion, & one who is truly passionate about their lone talent, does it out of love, not for something as ridiculously petty as I-O-U paper fiat money. It’s artificial currency, the energy flow that keeps the zeitgeist rolling, & your overlords have hijacked the current, replacing it with this cheesebait money, & thus, making this world artificial in a sense. Artificiality can only continue for so long though, & that kicked can is about to get smashed when we all fall off that cliff I mentioned at the beginning, & society hits critical mass. Look into sociodynamics if you want to read more about societal critical mass, for historical as well as real-time reference, for YOU, not for me. Do hast thou will though; I’m no expert by any means. I’m just a writer, who writes out of love, creating, not destroying. Be a creator, in whatever it is you do. Destroyers only end up destroying themselves & their own ilk, but creators live forever, if you create out of love, not out of fear, or worse, for a paycheck.

Oh shit, I forgot all about the writing prompt, as I always do. Let’s see, the most “fun” way I exercise, is my daily push-up routine. Every day, for the last 30 years or so, I drop & do push-ups, usually in 50-pushup increments. It’s not only good for you physically, it’s meditative, & therefore, good for you mentally & psychologically as well. 50 may seem like a lot to some of you, so start with 10. One push-up takes less than a single solitary second, so do the math. It takes less than a minute to get your daily dose of exercise & personal meditation in for the day. If you do it multiple times, it just exponentially increases the benefits. That’s what I do though, so YOU do YOU. Since I unintentionally disregarded the daily WordPress writing prompt for the day, I had to make sure I gave you all an answer, all 30 or so of you. Take it for what it is, or take nothing at all. I’m just a creator, & if that’s all I’ll ever be, it’s better than being a destroyer. So sayeth FisH™…🎣

For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡

“Destroyers end up destroying themselves & their own ilk, but creators live forever.” Fish F Fish🎏

“I’m just a creator, & if that’s all I’ll ever be, it’s better than being a destroyer.” Fish F Fish🎏

Blacklisted

JUST IN: Twitter Files #17 Drops – The State Sponsored Blacklists

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Uh oh, it looks like another “Twitter Files” drop has just happened, number 17 it says, wow, I’d tell you all more about it, but I’m not allowed on Twitter anymore. Ironically, this drop is related to “state-sponsored Twitter blacklists,” which I’m sure I’m on. Why won’t they let me back on though? What happened to that “general amnesty” for all prior Twitter users? Looking right at you @ElonMusk, YOU said there would be a “general amnesty” given, & yet I’m STILL banned somehow. Why would they ban a hapless little fish like me? It’s not me per se, it’s my animations. Yep, that’s right, my silly little 2d/3d GIF animations, they got me permanently terminated from Twatter, oops I meant “Twitter,” did I say “Twatter?” …my fault. Anyway, they ultimately “permanently banned” me over 60x, OVER SIXTY TIMES, & that’s just what’s on paper, because it’s closer to 100x banned. I’ve been banned so much in fact, that they do something quite spooky to keep me from creating new accounts now. Want to know what they do to this poor fish?

Facial recognition, yeah, not joking either, for if I try to register a new account, even if I use a new phone number, new email, a new VPN, none of that matters because as soon as the cameras on any phone and/or laptop and/or tablet see my fishy face, POOF, up pops the screen saying, “you cannot create a new account due to multiple creations of prior accounts,” something like that, I am merely paraphrasing, but it reads almost exactly like that. I’ve tested this too, by blocking the cameras when I sign up. Everything goes fine, I get a few tweets out, nothing crazy, just test tweets, & I’m fine, but then once I’m in view of a camera, I’m squashed. Kind of scary, right? Not so difficult to imagine though, do you use FaceID on your phone? If you do, you’ll know that the FaceID “confirms” your face even if you have a mask on, or a hoodie, or sunglasses, doesn’t matter, the FaceID is advanced enough now to recognize you even with just a partial view of your face. The scariest part however, is that no one, NO ONE, other than me, has ever talked about Twitter using FaceID on users to sort out who is allowed to play on the playground, & who has to sit inside, in the corner, in a dunce cap. Does that sound like “free speech” to you? Especially here, in what was once “the land of the free,” I ask how, HOW is blatantly biased censorship like this even being allowed to fly via Twitter?(Pun intended…”fly”)

It’s not just Twitter though, ALL of the “Big 4,” meaning Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, & YouTube, they all ban users at will, so how I ask, HOW in the hell is this communistic style of public censorship & these digital exilings being allowed to not only occur, but to keep occurring, up to now, RIGHT NOW, at this very moment, they are STILL censoring everyone, thus controlling the narrative, THEIR narrative, as they intend. “YOU CANNOT SPEAK FREELY UNLESS WE PERMIT IT!” they proclaim, albeit not in those words verbatim, but they might as well be. As a writer of TRUTH, I am now a thought criminal apparently, at least to the big tech overlords orchestrating all of this I am, & with the help of AI, the algorithms have me in a permanent state of shadowbanishment, locked away in my own cell in solitary in the digital gulag. Oh yes, the AI for sure has a special folder for EatAllYourFish™, & the platforms I’m still on, still keep me in the shadows. As mentioned earlier, I’m ultra-banned from Twitter, banned from Facebook, on my 3rd Instagram channel, & on my 3rd or 4th YouTube channel, I can’t even remember how many times they’ve hosed me, it’s been so many. Why? Why do they do this to me? I never fully finished answering that question. My animations, they have watermarks you see, & if you look closely there’s a little fish & my anagram, “EAYF,” on every animation I make. So in the case of Twitter, none of my banishments were for anything I said really, it was the trail leading back to me via the watermarks on my animations. Of course, I never held back with my verbal posts, & I’m sure that has something to do with it, but in Twitter’s case, my animations got me exiled. Facebook was a combination of my animations & people reporting me for posting them, as well as some of the things I may have said. Instagram was the same as Facebook essentially, but for some reason, they let me fly as long as I keep my mouth shut. Nothing tyrannical about that at all, right? Then there’s YouTube, oh YouTube, I had over 300 uploads on my first channel, then out of nowhere, when the Big Purge came, they laid out 3 strikes to boot me, 1, 2, 3, right in a row, for old uploads too, it wasn’t even anything new. I’m guessing they used the AI & the algos to go though my old videos & when they got a hit for a potential infraction, they ran with it & just dropped the 3 strikes in a row to justify kicking me off. I appealed, & appealed, & appealed, & appealed, but never even got a response. Nope, nothing, just gone, & we’re going to take all of your content as well, so you can’t even keep your own work. I didn’t back up that earlier stuff, mostly because I never thought I’d have to, which was totally my fault, but still, who knew they’d take it this far, ya know?

This is what happens when the weak get power that they do not deserve, nor have they earned. It’s analogous to assuming someone will respect you regardless of your own disrespectful nature. Or, one could say it simply boils down to the end result of beta nerd twerps getting power, then misusing it, as if on queue, as if no one saw this coming. Derp. Well, one person DID see this coming, & if you go into my archives, You’ll find NUMEROUS posts where I illustrated this exact scenario playing out. This “conspiracy theorist” keeps hitting the hammer so hard, it broke the bell at the top of the smash-the-bell-with-a-hammer carnival game. We ARE in Clownworld, yes?…so that analogy is applicable. It’s all a circus, a bad sideshow/freakshow though in reality, but I digress as usual. Nonetheless, this new drop has revealed something I’ve known all along, state-sponsored blacklisting of users, now VERIFIED with the new drop, adding another notch to my belt. I wish someone would mention the facial recognition already, maybe that’s coming next, or perhaps it’s already out, but hidden like a needle in a haystack amongst the new drop revelations. Doesn’t really matter, the blacklisting has been exposed, right now in real time, & if that isn’t about as communist as it gets, what else is? The proverbial powers-that-be are using AI & big tech technology to blacklist people, BLACKLIST people, as in putting them on a list of dissidents that are no longer allowed to participate in the virtual public square. It’s the equivalent of them rounding us up, showing us our papers stating why we are not allowed on social media, then shooting us all in the back of the head before kicking our twitching lifeless bodies into an unmarked ditch for a group burial of known thought criminals. The only difference is that it’s in the meta space, not in real life, not yet anyway. They could implement the real thing in real time at anytime if they so choose to, could they not? They have all of our information, & with the aid of AI, they would have no problem locating all of us, & rounding us up for real. YES, they could do that, if they wanted, only they aren’t, not yet, but should their digital banishment agenda of dissident-silencing proves unsuccessful, make no mistake, they WILL go to Plan B & just start killing us all like vermin, with shots to the backs of our heads, all to retain their power over the zeitgeist, & over all of you.

It’s a grim speculation, isn’t it? One can only hope they do NOT go through with what I just illustrated in the last paragraph, but keep in mind, they DO have the power to do it, if they wanted. To them, we are just mice, remember? We are just the mice in The Great Mouse Trap, & they are the builders of the trap, keeping us mice in line with cheese-bait fiat money. They can take that cheese bait away at any time, trust me, they can, because they already did it to me by taking everything I ever worked for. All my life savings, gone, & there’s nothing this dumbass mouse can do about it, other than write about what happened, so that hopefully my situation doesn’t befall on any of you. Regardless of my sordid circumstances, it is important that all of you, ALL OF YOU, are simply aware, aware of the game, THEIR game, aware of The Great Mouse Trap they keep us all in, & most importantly, awareness that at any time, they can exterminate any of us. All they have to do is take away the cheese-bait fiat money, then watch all of us mice kill each other. If that doesn’t work, maybe they convince the mice that white mice are superior to black mice and/or vice versa, then watch us kill each other over it. They’d much rather us all kill each other, than they kill us all themselves. Lends to lessen the tyrannical nature of these so-called “leaders” if we all kill each other, then they come in & save the day as pseudo-saviors, rather than them just outright slaughtering us all en masse with zero inclination toward the amount of pain & suffering that scenario would incur. No no no, they will create the problem, which will inflame the mice, causing them to fight, then ultimately tricking them into trying to eradicate each other, that’s the reaction, the CONTROLLED reaction, & once the mice have exhausted themselves fighting, these aforementioned “leaders,” will offer a solution to the remaining mice, who would be so morally drained by this point, they’ll surrender themselves to whatever whims said “leaders” might proclaim. Problem-Reaction-Solution, divide & conquer, the Hegelian Dailectic, the age-old play, never fails, & they’ve been using this play successfully for centuries, so why stop now?

I know, some of this isn’t new to some of you, but to most of you, it IS new, & for your own sake, find your own self-awareness. There’s too many people out there who are just utterly ignorant of anything going on. “Oh, it doesn’t affect me I’ll just keep making tik-tok videos, making my hair rainbow-colored, squeezing my fat ass into my size-44 skinny jeans, eating processed junk that inflames my body making me fat & gross, but fat is beautiful so no worries.” …& this is just off-the-cuff paraphrasing these weirdos who act in such a manner. Obviously, I’m being a bit hyperbolic, but you get what I mean, yes? There’s so many people so stuck in this bizarre state of hypno-psychosis, LARPing in the real world as if it’s okay. No, it’s NOT okay, & because we allow this absurd behavior, it has extended into social media like a malignant cancerous tumor. “Blacklists,” for those of us who venerate facts over feelings. Fuck your feelings, & these “blacklists” are another reason why I will proclaim again, “FUCK YOUR FEELINGS YOU FECKLESS FREAKS!” We gave them an inch or two, & they’re still running with it. Not any more, if I can help it, & this is why I relentlessly write about TRUTH, because the TRUTH, is the only thing that will set us free from this hijacked zeitgeist, hijacked by psychopathic nerds, weak beta losers who now have unprecedented power, who have no concept of benevolence, it’s about “self” for them. As soon as they got power, it was all about themselves, & the corruption corrupted them like hot lava covering a volcanic mountain. Period. I don’t care if that FACT bothers anyone, it’s TRUE, & speaking for myself, I’m sick of this nonsense being allowed to continue, because it’s only going to further destroy society if this cancer continues to spread. I could go on, & on, & on, & on. For now though, dear readers, it’s time to wrap this up. Until next time, be aware of the divide & conquer agenda, so you yourself don’t fall victim to it. So sayeth FisH™…🎣

For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡

“Are you divided, only to be conquered?” ~Fish F Fish🎏

The Fooze: S2 E15 2/15/2023 Pyramid of Power

I know, I know…been meaning to write about the greatest hustle arguably of all time, the ruse that robbed me of everything I’ve ever worked for. Yep, all gone, thanks a lot Sam Bankman-Fried you chubby little elitist fuck. If we ever cross paths, run, run as fast as your fat ass can shuffle in the other direction. I want you to run, so I can open-field tackle your blobulous body, then wail on you like the kid in A Christmas Story. Not to hurt you physically of course, no no I’d never actually hurt you, just slap the shit out of you, over & over again for robbing so many would-be investors. BILLIONS stolen, BILLIONS of dollars, with a YUGE “B,” & this guy is STILL living it up like a rock star, relative to the plebs he robbed, this scandalous punk. His goofy girlfriend too, & their nerdy little friends at the poser bong-party with the Omega-Mus at Tri-Lambda house & an AI maid robot named Reggie. Look at this screenshot I took from an article just published.👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

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“House arrest,” I bet that’s really rough in his parents mansion, derp. If it were you or I, do you think we would get such luxuries? Oh wait, we’d never be able to swing that $250 million dollar bond, so who cares? No, we’d be in the stank, the deep stank, with the rest of the felonious convicts. Unfortunately, we live in a 2-tiered system, 2-tiered in every way imaginable, 2 totally different worlds, literally. In this case, obviously, it’s the “justice” system…(Fart Noise). That’s what I think of their idea of “justice” these days. Liberal judges cleverly installed all over the country to enforce the separation too. Not just judges, prosecutors, attorneys, & oh yeah, EVERY ALPHABET AGENCY THERE IS. All the way up to the Presidency, if you wanna split some hog hairs about how deeply this cancerous corruption has infected the body of humanity. Yeah, perfectly analogous to cancer, & we’re at stage-4 methinks with this nonsense. How do you fuckers get up every day, knowing you’re going to be evil, then just make a coffee & off to your “intelligence” jobs. Oh sorry, I meant “weaponized” intelligence jobs, my mistake.

Yep, got the keys to the culture-castle, the backdoor to the backrooms of the zeitgeist, total access to all the data you want, on anyone & everyone & everything, all at the touch of a button, & now with the help of AI, I can see how they would take that kind of power & run with it. If you know things that 99.99% of the population does NOT know, you can make moves that are the equivalent of playing chess at a 10 to 1 move rate. As in, one player makes 10 straight moves, then the opponent gets one, then player one gets another 10 moves, see what I mean? It’s a RIGGED GAME, THEIR game, but they use all of you as the pawns. TWO-tiers, I told you, all around, they’ve split the zeitgeist essentially, well, that’s impossible, but they ACT as though it’s split, feeding all of you the illusion of “freedom,” pfttt, via long-game programming, & most of you get programmed, it’s that simple. This elitist cancer has infected mass media the most, as that is where the real power exists, controlling the information, CREATING NARRATIVES, as I’ve said countless times, so imagine this; imagine having access to ALL of the data on the Internet, as well as control of the mass media, along with badges & guns of course, hence the weaponization, imagine ALL of that combined into the pernicious palms of a small few. That’s an INCREDIBLE amount of power to wield, is it not?

God damn right it is, it’s downright terrifying, because how can one proclaim their own Divine sovereignty with that kind of shadow always lurking overhead? This is a tiny few, mind you, relatively speaking anyway, but they compartmentalize downward, like a layered pyramid; however, no one ever mentions the tippy-TIPPY top of the pyramid, the “capstone,” & I think of the Great Pyramids of Egypt as an analogy, if the alleged speculation about them is true of course. What speculation? Great question, thanks for playing. Said “speculation,” is that the Pyramids of Giza had said capstone, made of gold. Have you ever been to the Giza Pyramids? I don’t know how the hell they would a capstone made of solid gold on top of those, seriously, it’s a sight to behold in person, the sheer size, then to think of a golden capstone on the top, wow. I think they used sound frequencies to build them, with “technology” we have no real clue about yet, not publicly anyway, but I digress. Do you see the analogy, though? The power-pyramid among the elites has a “capstone” too, if you will, & it’s these people at the top who have access to all three Zeldian power segments to complete their triangle of power. Control the mass media, in all aspects, check; have access to ALL data on the interwebs, with AI assistance, check; use “legal authority” to arm themselves with badges & guns, now weaponized, to enforce their agenda & remove anyone who doesn’t comply, check. Check, check, check, & if you have all 3 checks, you’re in, you’re in the capstone, the capstone at the top of the top of the proverbial Great Pyramid of Power. Again, it’s quite disconcerting to know that I’m not writing fucking fiction here, is it not?

Yep, & like I said, THEIR game is a game we plebs will never play, so they keep everyone else in The Great Mouse Trap, while they make their capstone glow brighter & brighter, maybe something to do with Lucifer’s light, I don’t know. Like I’ve reiterated ad nauseam, I DO NOT BELIEVE IN THAT WEIRD SHIT, but apparently, THEY DO. I don’t know, I don’t get it, it’s bizarre dark arts insanity to me. Again though, THEY DO, yes it’s fucking bizarre as fuck, but it’s real to them. Moving on…

This is all stretchy speculation, keep in mind, because I do not have access to any of the esoteric knowledge within that capstone-club atop the pyramid. I wish I did, I hate not knowing things, it gives me a shitty anxiety to know that their game even exists. Maybe I’m just pissed that I’ll never be able to play, & I can’t admit it to myself? Nah, that’s ridiculous, because one, I’m not a soulless vampire that gets off on proverbially feeding from human energy, & two, I’m not into the satanic shit, not at all. The dark arts are revolting to me, & although I’m not religious at all, I think that these fools who “worship” an avatar like “satan,” or “Lucifer,” either/or, they also venerate what those entities represent, which is ultimately destruction. Hate, wrath, rage, darkness, the shadow, THAT is what these people apply their individual energies to. It’s super-bizarre, but to them, very real. Weird, right?

Well, that was fun, wasn’t it? When I started this article, today’s Foozer, I had no idea what would come out. Just turned on the receiver, turned the dial to the right, then back to the left a bit, then slightly right again, & ditdit-ditdit-dit-dit-dit, the fingers fly, & creation happens. It’s SO important to be a creator. Every thing you create, is another light on the Great Tree. While these Luciferian satan-worshipping foot soldiers from the hell of Hades embark on a life-quest fueled by endless destruction, we creators must keep creating, creating creative creations, making lights, more lights, MORE LIGHTS, to light up the darkness. The way to be free is to create, the way to enslave yourself, is to be a destroyer, a killer, the antithesis of the magic makers. Don’t be a broken light bulb murderer, be a moonlight marquee, lighting up the street. Until next time, dear readers, create light in darkness, for there can be no darkness in your neon light. So sayeth FisH ™

For all of you, & for none of you at all.

“Create a neon light, not a shadow in the night.” ~Fish F Fish🎏

“Be the moonlight marquee, lighting up the street.” ~Fish F Fish🎏